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He loves me he loves me not (D. Portman)

Maya took a deep breath before confessing her feelings to her friends, Connie and Julie. "I have to tell you guys something," she said, her heart racing. "I have a crush on Dean Portman."

Connie and Julie's eyes widened in surprise. "Dean?" Connie asked, amazed. "As in, the Dean Portman?"

Maya nodded, feeling embarrassed. "Yeah, I know it's silly. But I can't help how I feel."

Julie grinned. "You should tell him how you feel!"

Maya's heart skipped a beat at the thought. "Do you really think so?"

"Absolutely," Julie said. "Life is too short to not take chances."

With her friends' encouragement, Maya found herself standing outside of Dean's dorm room. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Just as she was about to speak, Dean opened the door, looking flustered. "Maya, hey," he said, smiling nervously.

"Hey, Dean," Maya said, feeling her heart racing. "Are you okay?"

Dean hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "I like you, Maya. A lot."

Maya's eyes widened in surprise. "You do?"

Dean nodded. "I've liked you for a long time. I was actually just on my way to find you to tell you how I feel."

Maya couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I like you too, Dean," she said, smiling.

Dean's face lit up with happiness. "Really?"

Maya nodded, feeling giddy with excitement. "Really."

Without another word, Dean pulled Maya into a hug. Maya wrapped her arms around his neck and Dean's arms went around her waist. They held each other tightly, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies.

As they pulled away from the hug, Dean looked at Maya with a look of longing. "Maya, can I kiss you?"

Maya's heart skipped a beat. "Yes," she whispered.

Dean leaned in and brushed his lips against Maya's. It was a soft, gentle kiss, full of tenderness and affection. Maya felt fireworks exploding inside her, and she knew that this was the beginning of something special.

As they pulled away, Maya heard cheers erupting from both sides of the hall. She looked over to see their friends, Connie, Julie, Charlie, Adam, and Guy on one side, and Luis, Goldberg, Dwayne, Kenny, and Fulton on the other.

Maya laughed, resting her head on Dean's chest. "Looks like we have an audience."

Dean laughed too, his arms still around Maya's waist. "I don't care," he said. "As long as I have you."

Maya felt herself melting at his words. "You always will," she said, smiling up at him.

Dean leaned in and kissed her again, longer this time. The cheers from their friends grew louder, but Maya didn't care. She was lost in the moment, lost in the love that she felt for this amazing guy.

As they pulled away, Dean looked at Maya with a grin. "He loves me, he loves me not," he said, quoting the title of a children's game.

Maya laughed, feeling giddy with happiness. "Definitely 'he loves me'," she said, grinning.

Dean pulled her close again, his arms around her waist. "Always," he whispered, kissing her forehead.

Maya closed her eyes, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. She had found the love of her life, and nothing could ever change that.